EVERYBODY (feat. Charlie Wilson & Lil Baby)

Break The Net

Sidekick ft. chooper (chooper)

X: velenarc

lyrics: 
Yeah,
I fly to a galaxy (no cap)
I’m her lil fantasy
Why ur bih mad at me? (like yeah)
Is it cus she a fan of me?
She can’t have me but she stanning me
I think that she liking my Tek Philippe
She throwing it back like definitely, huh
Yeah like definitely, ha
She saying, “rescue me”
I’m what her lil man pretend to be
She give brain intellectually (smart)
Buzzing, I’m geeking off xtsy
Yo man a bot he an NPC
Talking robot like text-to-speech (beep boop bop)

Cover my ears when you speak, don’t give a fu what u say
He copy my flow and he copy my swag, give him a DMCA
You better duck when that ruger spit, shooting that lil M9A
I’ve been geeked off the X for the last 4-5 days

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I took a lil perc and I’m feeling it (bih)
And I’m fking fine shyt and she feeling it
Music so loud that it’s gon cave the ceiling in
How does it feel to be (huh), more than the epitome (huh)
Of something you dreamed to be, your bih she want a pic with me
Blade on me like 333
They said I’m a mystery
They said I’m a triple threat
30 shots right to your head (go, go, go)
30 shots right to your dome
She texts me she’s home alone
Why the plug calling my phone
I don’t answer cus my watch 2 tone

Cover my ears when you speak, don’t give a fu what u say
He copy my flow and he copy my swag, give him a DMCA
You better duck when that ruger spit, shooting that lil M9A
I’ve been geeked off the X for the last 4-5 days

Yeah
Fuck a rotation,
Called my bitch up and said, “send your location”
I swear you ain’t got no drip boy, you tasteless
I swear I been had the Mac since Faces
You cannot get into our operation
I fuh that girl on a regular basis (fuh that bih)

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I’m with my slatts, you can get blicked
She got a hairtie on her wrist
I’m with some vamps, get dismissed
Some real vamp hours in this bih 
Some real vampires in this bih
Some real vampires in this hoe
Some real vampires in this hoe
Some real vampires in this (shi, shi, shi)

I’ll die for this shi, lil bih I don’t care
Crackin’ that bih, while I pull on her hair
You got too much ahh, gotta share
Going too fast on the freeway, bih ion care
You ain’t got no ice boy, that’s a lil karat
Had to flee the block, cops called by a Karen
When I turned nineteen, I just stopped caring
Play my music too loud in the crib, shi blaring
Why yo bih omd in the club she staring (staring)
I see the future with you, I’m feeling like, like Eren
It’s getting too hot in this bih, we gotta take our clothes off
Or let some air in
Just let some air in yeah
Just let some air in

crying to me

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